Time was pulled back for a moment, saying that after the old Taoist and the little girl left, they wandered quietly and stood still, their whole body was chilling.

That true sentence made him creepy.

Chenyou knew very well that many times, his body was acting and not controlled by him.

For example, the sixteen-character magic formula that understands the authenticity, and the four words "Yuan and Death Order" blurted out after seeing Yan Baigu's Hand Proverb.

Chen You himself also had speculations, even if there was another "person" hidden between his eyebrows...

But he could not find the evidence or see the other party. This time, he made sure of it.

Chen You tightly grasped the sword hairpin in his hand. Although he had just come to this world, he could use some strange magic powers.

But he also knew that these magic powers came from the middle of his eyebrows and did not belong to him.

Have your own strength...

As soon as the thought flashed like this, Chenyou felt a warm eyebrows and unconsciously raised his hand to take a shot!

"call--"

A silver round mirror broke through the air and drilled straight into his hand!

When he came back to his senses again, an astonishing oppression came from the top of the cliff.

It's Yan Baigu!

If Yan Baigu saw the Xuantian Mirror in his hand, he would never have called him Mr. Chen with a smile.

The importance of this mirror to him is self-evident.

No...you have to leave immediately.

Chenyou put the Xuantian Mirror in his arms without hesitation, and called out in his heart: "Miss Red, please help me."

On the banks of the Lishui River, when the red girl spits her embroidered mouth, a ray of green wind flies out.

And as far away as the sunken mountain of Qianyun Mountain, a ray of green wind immediately emerged from his body, wrapping his body.

Seeing Yan Baigu flying over with majestic momentum, the green wind beside Shenyou's side quietly dispersed, and with Shenyou's figure scattered into the wind, disappearing.

...

The words were divided into two ends. The old Taoist was carried by Zhenzhen and used the method of moving the mountain to move the body. He could reach a hundred meters in one breath. He was extremely fast and went down to Qianyun Mountain and arrived by Lishui River.

The old Taoist saw that the Lishui River was silent, and the wind was howling in the shallow clouds and mountains, and the light was filled with bright light. He still felt unsafe, so he hurriedly held Zhenzhen's hand: "You have to stay away. I guess someone will come tonight."

Zhenzhen looked back and asked, "Li Daoyuan, who is that Yan Baigu? She looks like she was young last year, why are you afraid of him so much?"

"Shh!" The old Taoist quickly gestured to silence, and looked back with lingering fear: "Don't mention the name, this kind of devil with unpredictable cultivation can feel the heart when he says the name. If he hears your bad words and peels your little girl's scalp and eats it, Master, I can't avenge me."

The old Taoist said this and was really scared. His big eyes trembled and he asked in a low voice: "But... you said he is a big devil, why does this big devil, which even spiritual treasures need a magic weapon that is not very famous?"

Zhenzhen's question stopped Li Daoyuan.

Speaking of which, Yan Baigu was active a thousand years ago, and the world that was a thousand years ago was much more terrifying now. Heavenly demons and real demons appeared frequently, and Bodhisattvas traveled to immortals also had traces. Even mortals in the world have also produced many peerless figures who have mastered the mysteries of martial arts.

What kind of devil in that era has never seen? Why did he come to get this Suspense Mirror so hard?

The biggest function of the hanging sky mirror is to illuminate the Nine Netherworlds, search for traces, and find the reincarnation body.

Could it be... Yan Baigu wanted to find someone to borrow the Xuantian Mirror?

It doesn’t make sense. Yan Baigu is alone, so how can he have any relatives and friends?

The old Taoist was confused and looked at his master with his head raised: "Li Daoyuan, don't you know everything?"

"Ahem..." The old Taoist coughed dryly and glared at Zhenzhen: "No big or small, call me Master!"

"If you tell him why he wants the Xuantianjing, I will call you master!" Zhenzhen blinked, thinking that her master must know something, but she just didn't want to tell her, which made her even more curious.

The old Taoist glanced at Li Shuihe with guilt: "You change the problem."

I really thought about it and nodded: "Okay, then tell me why Yan Baigu, a person who has been dead for thousands of years, can be resurrected from the dead?"

"..." Old Taoist touched his white beard and murmured: "I always feel that I have forgotten something, what is it..."

"Li Daoyuan, don't talk about him."

At this time, a terrifying red and white light flashed by, and Li Daoyuan immediately took a step forward and blocked Zhenzhen's body.

The light faded away, revealing the handsome face of Yan Baigu.

He stared at the old and the young man and asked, "Young Master Chen has not walked with you?"

Li Daoyuan quickly shook his head: "No, no, let's go first."

Yan Baigu narrowed his eyes, and bloody waves surged out from his feet, and his whole body soared into the sky.

"Leave."

A stiff voice came from all directions.

Yan Baigu's face changed, and the sky above his head was like gold and stone bursting, and a golden thunder appeared out of thin air and slashed towards him!

"snort."

Yan Baigu snorted coldly. For the first time, the white bone arm did not call in, but his hands turned into a red shadow. Nine bone spurs quietly appeared behind him, connected from head to tail, and crashed into a circle towards the golden thunder.

Li Daoyuan quickly protected Zhenzhen. The next moment, the terrifying magic power fluctuations spread all over the world. The strong wind blew the trees in Shallow Cloud Mountain almost fell down. In an instant, sand and stones flew away, and the sky was dark!

At this time, I saw the rippling waves on the Lishui River, and the clear river water reflecting the moonlight was gushing. A strange column of water slowly emerged from the river surface and slowly flowed into a person's appearance.

Li Daoyuan looked in surprise and doubtfulness and saw a middle-aged man in purple pointing at the sword and looking at Yan Baigu from afar.

He is extraordinary, with deep eyes and square face. Although he comes out of the water, his whole body is not touched by water.

Yan Baigu narrowed his eyes, and nine bone spurs spread out in scattered and floated behind him.

"Yu Huaian, Master Yu, long time no see."

Yan Baigu's figure slowly fell down and he looked at him with a smile.

"Bone Demon Lord, Yan Yiqi." Yu Huaian frowned slightly and looked at Yan Baigu, "I saw you dead with my own eyes a thousand years ago, why did you come back from the dead?"

Yan Baigu's face changed drastically, and red magic patterns spread on his handsome face. He said with hatred: "Stop talking, don't mention that name again!"

Nine bone spurs were quietly stained with blood, and the tips were facing Yu Huaian.

Yu Huaian'an's face was calm and he just looked at him: "Put the Xuantian Mirror."

Yan Baigu smiled strangely: "Okay, come and get it."

After the words fell, Yan Baigu's magic trick changed, his thoughts locked in Yu Huaian, and a half-empty and half-full red line shot out!

Yu Huaian pointed his sword and a hazy water column on the Lishui River rose into the sky, reflecting the moonlight like a horse, blocking it in front of him.

However, the next moment, the red line seemed to have encountered no obstacles. In a blink of an eye, it passed through the water column and inserted it between Yu Huaian's chest.

Yu Huaian's eyes moved, and a golden thunder flashed, cutting off the red line with one glance.

"Nine Thorns Take the Soul-Snatching, Take a Photo!"
Chapter completed!